I was only four-foot-eleven and about eighty-five or ninety pounds. Uncle Hugh says that I was in fact a younger, smaller version of my Mom. We were... just sitting watching a football game together but my concentration was not on the game I really wanted to ask the sexually erotic questions that were racing through my mind. I decided to just ask him. “Uncle Hugh,” I began slowly. “Mom and I have been talking, and I have a few questions. She said I should ask you.”“What have you been talking. The contents were a sparkling pinkish fluid, and I quickly drank it down. It tasted like some kind of Vokda Red Bull. "Ah, I really needed that. Thank you". I handed the glass to him and let myself fall back on the soft bed. I folded my hands on my chest, and closed my eyes again.Soon, he was back at caressing my thighs tenderly. This continued for a while. It felt good and I was getting light-headed again surprisingly quickly. Then, I felt how my legs got spread apart, but I didn't mind at. It was so obvious, so I kept licking as he told me to." 'There's a good little boy, suck Daddy's hard cock.' Coach said, 'open wide for me now boy, Daddy needs more lubrication.'" I did open wide, I didn't want Coach to start getting embarrassed again so I just did as he told me. Besides, even I could tell the best way to get the lubrication on to his penis was with my mouth. So I opened as wide as I could and waited for him to slide his penis in." 'Oooooh, nothing beats a nice tight teen. "Strip down to yer knickers girly!" Ron pleaded as he pulled off his shirt."I like to keep dressed; it turns me on," Michele smiled back and lifted the hem of her skirt to show offher stocking tops."But you can take what you like," she smiled wickedly."Fuck!" Ron gasped and fell on top of her again.His tongue resumed its exploration of Michele's hot wet mouth and his hands began to explore herbody. He hiked up her skirt and nestled the tip of his cock between her stocking-clad thighs and.